Wildfire
I sleep
in a bed of fire
because I'm covered
in love for you.
I melt into,
turn into lava
when I see you,
love you so much
I hope you haunt me.
I'm burnt red,
a fiery paintbrush
took across a sunset.
burnt orange leaves
That fall from trees
as I fall to your feet
when I melt for you
like I do.
The seas are dry,
and parted aw...
Tuesday 24th January 2017 4:28 am
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